| I'm too hard to kill, | |
| I refuse to die | |
| Sweat tears and blood, paid dues survive | |
| In these streets | |
| I roam, I've been blessed to live | |
| Could've easily got caught up in my yesteryears | |
| But I'm here, my story remains the same | |
| I ain't changed a bit, | |
| I speak words of pain | |
| From a frozen heart, lost what's left to lose | |
| I'm alone and what | |
| I promise is death to you | |
| And it's true my only fear is | |
| I have none | |
| My conscience makes me keep me to myself 'cause | |
| I blast on | |
| And I can fall asleep right next to a dead man | |
| I'm cold, | |
| I put bullet holes all off in your headband | |
| So bring me death 'cause | |
| I've been itchin' to see | |
| If it's an afterlife, aim it at me, cock it and squeeze | |
| Please back to back to back to back to back to back, nigga | |
| From my first fuckin' album nigga | |
| And I still can't be fucked with, trust me | |
| I'm the truth in here, | |
| I give up what's real | |
| Not afraid to die, not afraid to kill | |
| But afraid to lie and too scared to steal' | |
| Cause what's mine is mine and what's his is his | |
| In these streets it's clear, punishment's severe | |
| If that line is crossed that's when them guys appear | |
| It's like nothin' you've seen, so fuck what you've heard | |
| It ain't what you believe 'cause it's deeper than words | |
| If silence is broke then somebody's comin' to blow | |
| Holes in yo' upper body, leavin' a bloody coat | |
| To be viewed by these dudes who feel like this | |
| When it's enough said, it's bloodshed, believe that shit nigga' | |
| Cause we that sick nigga, you see that bitch, get her' | |
| Cause he that snitch nigga, so squeeze that's it, figure | |
| That you watch what you say, you say it and die | |
| What you cherish is close to me so don't testify | |
| Straight up hood nigga, made it rappin' | |
| Yeah, caught a break | |
| My life put down in words, homey | |
| That's some real shit, yo | |
| A rapper you hated to love, respected and feared | |
| What I'm capable of there's nothin' they say in our ears | |
| I'm a soldier for fortune, | |
| I've got murderous plots | |
| Plus I'm suicidal, walkin' this parking lot | |
| With my dangerous thoughts, | |
| I'm a dangerous dude | |
| When I up it and cock the hammer | |
| I'm aimin' dude | |
| I came in to do, | |
| I'm a killing machine | |
| And with life comes a price so | |
| I triple the fee | |
| When it's trippin' with me, either win or you lose | |
| In the end he who wins is he who finishes fools | |
| I'm sentencin' you, to a home in the sea | |
| With lint in your pockets, you rolled with weed | |
| Exposin' the weak, you hoes fin' to sleep | |
| With the fishes bitches and y'all should know the demeanor | |
| Yeah, everything that | |
| I say I am nigga, | |
| I amKnow the rest of you motherfuckers wish you could be that real | |
| I tell you what my nigga, be real with your motherfuckin' self | |
| I am Facemob nigga, | |
| I am the best nigga | |
| I am the back to back to back to back nigga | |
| You know what | |
| I'm sayin? | |
| Yeah |
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